Disclaimer

What with all of the heavy-handed "you can't do this" internet usage crap we have to listen to, and all of that dubious HIPPA rules nonsense, it's a wonder we can even communicate anymore. I figured it was time I put a disclaimer statement at The Underside of Nursing, to protect me in the event, somebody bothers ("authority figure") to read my blog. Naturally, I had to make it rhyme.

Disclaimer

All of the names

Are perpetually changed,

If you think I wrote about you

Then you are deranged,

The quaint situations

That I write of, are fiction,

The imaginary locations

Are out of my jurisdiction.

I'm not writing screenplays

Based on true stories,

Although I've had inspiration

From hospital laboratories,

Where bodily fluids

And Lab Techs commingle,

When I visit that place

My idea's really tingle.

If you think that you recognized

Your Uncle Bob, in my story,

You most likely get sentimental

When they raise up Old Glory.

High on the flagpole

Every year in July.

When I write about Billy-Bob

He's just fiction; don't cry.

My poetry is a journal

A diary of sorts,

A multi-decade document

With rhyming reports,

Regarding my state of mind

Daily travels and deeds,

It just so happens, I have a job

Where somebody bleeds.

So, it's not about you

Your mother or father,

More likely a situation

That was really a  bother,

And later I unloaded

Another story of fiction,

Of post-traumatic-stress

A symbolic benediction.

Fibril_late;

9/30/13